Chapter 170

Chapter 170

"Mhm!"

Yi Feng nodded lightly.

Anyway, they were just drinking and boasting, so he didn't care whether they believed it or not.

But he didn't know that his words made their hearts tremble and their admiration reach new heights.

In all the time they had known Yi Feng, they had never truly confirmed his cultivation level, and Yi Feng himself had never revealed any information about his cultivation.

In addition, they didn't dare to ask, so they could only guess Yi Feng's cultivation based on some of the methods he had displayed.

Today.

Yi Feng had finally revealed a little clue about his cultivation!

Immortal!

Undoubtedly an immortal.

Although they had guessed it before, those were just guesses. But this time it was solid evidence.

Because they were certain that even the strongest Martial Emperor of the Immortal River Continent could absolutely not travel between worlds. Only those legendary immortals from the upper realms could accomplish such a heaven-reaching feat.

They couldn't help but feel even more respect for Yi Feng, and a strong sense of pride welled up in their hearts.

This glory was not just for them personally, but also for their descendants who would roam the continent in the future. They would be able to hold their heads high and say that their ancestors had worked for an immortal and shared meals together.

It was truly glorifying their ancestors!

"Why are you all so excited that I mentioned another world?"

Yi Feng rolled his eyes at them.

Seeing this, they lowered their flushed faces in embarrassment.

Although crossing between worlds was a trivial matter to their senior, it was still shocking to hear about.

"Please continue, sir."

"Yes, yes. Could you tell us about that world?"

"Tell us some stories about that world."

They looked at Yi Feng expectantly and asked.

Yi Feng nodded. Recalling his previous life stirred his emotions. He still couldn't let go after all these years!

Oh well!

But he didn't explain too much, or else the chattering would be endless.

However, Wu Yonghong and the others were shocked beyond belief.

Such ability was just basic skills. It seemed their guess that the people of that world had an average cultivation of immortal was undoubtedly true!

"Speaking of which, I was quite a scumbag back then!"

Yi Feng picked up a cup of wine and gave a self-deprecating laugh. His eyes were full of nostalgia for that world. Bringing up these embarrassing stories of his past was also a way of cherishing his reckless eighteen-year-old self and those times of youth.

Especially those nights spent staring at his phone waiting for messages, scrutinizing posts on social media to guess others' feelings, and dozing off in class...

He was a scumbag, but who said that wasn't the bloom of youth?

"A scumbag?"

Wu Yonghong and the others couldn't help but ask.

Yi Feng glanced at them. This group of old men really needed to know everything. He mocked, "Take it as a compliment!"

"I see. Sir was undoubtedly a scumbag!"

Wu Yonghong and the others learned a new term and eagerly used it to praise Yi Feng.

Hearing this, Yi Feng's face darkened and his facial muscles twitched uncontrollably.

He had really shot himself in the foot!

The night gradually darkened.

The wine continued flowing.

The boasting went on.

Gradually...

Some couldn't hold their liquor. Wu Yonghong and Lu Qingshan had collapsed under the table at some point, each hugging a table leg and snoring away.

Sun Zhuge and Chu Kuangshi were sprawled on the floor, with Sun Zhuge hugging Chu Kuangshi's feet. As he mumbled in his sleep, he would occasionally take a whiff.

"Sigh!"

Yi Feng gently sighed, slightly tipsy as he looked up at the bright moon, drinking down a pot of turbid wine alone.

He picked up his guitar and sat on the roof.

"Bright moon, when will you be there, to drink with me the wine of air, I do not know in heavens hall, today is which year..."

The guitar strings plucked lightly, accompanying the guitar sounds, the melodious voice softly hummed out.